A Siren by Thomas Adolphus Trollope
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"At six o'clock, you say?" asked the Marchese.
"Yes; that was the hour they fixed. Then he is to drive her to a farm-house on the border of the forest, leave the bagarino there, and go into the wood for a stroll. Not a bad idea for a wind-up of the Carnival, upon my word!" "I think you have done very wisely and kindly in telling me this, Signor Conte," said the Marchese, in as quiet tones as he could command; "and if you will complete your kindness by saying no word of it to anybody else, I shall esteem myself much obliged to you." "Oh! for that you may depend on me, Signor Marchese. I should never have thought of mentioning it to you, but for thinking that it would be a real kindness to Ludovico to put a stop to it." "Thanks, Signor Conte. A rivederla!" said the Marchese, rising. "Felicissima notte, Signor Marchese," returned Leandro, rising also, and bowing to his companion. CHAPTER III St. Apollinare in Classe The Marchese remained at the ball to see one more dance between Ludovico and Bianca after their supper; and then left the rooms. |
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